After being in crowd awkwardly several times, trying to mingle, shouting into people’s ears to introduce yourself, and strolling/lost in the city beneath the sun without an umbrella, things are finally going to settle down.

Love NYC from the deepest secret place of my heart. Its chaos, its randomness, and its spontaneity. With the principle I stick to, I anticipate to be bumped and clashed and spun to transform myself into something total me but at the same time completely not me.

The new landlord seems quite nice. After two weeks of Peter Cooper Village, I’ll be out of my comfort zone again, start from Sep. 1st. Sweet…